I haven’t blogged about weddings lately because there have not been many. Wednesday has become a nothing day in the wedding department. The last two weeks I have done a total of 3 weddings. Not really worth the price of gas to get me to Oakland. But even with so few, each wedding was wonderful and moving.
Wedding 1: The groom was 45 and this was his 4th marriage. That is a lot of baggage. The bride was 34 and this was her first marriage. She wore a white sheath with gold braid at the waist. Oh, did I warn you of the thin white dress? She also wore a black bra. The nice part the groom had his own vows and cried as he said them.
Wedding 2: The groom was Vietnamese and the bride was Chinese. English was their common language. He wore a black suit and black shirt. She wore a tiered chiffony dress that had spaghetti straps. The dress was dark blue with white polka dots. Her shoes were sparkly blue flats that had silver metal polka dots. Many of the Asian couples are not as demonstrative as other ethnic groups. This couple almost clung to each other. The groom was so emotional, and so tender taking care of his very nervous bride. The love was felt in the room.
Wedding 3: I saw the woman out in the lobby wearing a fuchsia strapless chiffon dress. The clerks commented on the bride waiting for her turn. The groom was all in white/cream. White cord slacks, white shirt, he was too cool to wear socks and wore cream cloth loafers. I introduced myself and then another woman walked up. Oops, I had the wrong person as the bride. The fuchsia woman was the daughter of the real bride. Oh, the daughter was 11 years old. She is a stunning beauty. Up close I could tell she was too young to be the bride. But 11 and that much of a knockout? Quel surprise! The mother/bride was even more stunning than the daughter. The bride wore a cream sleeveless sheath with silver strappy high heel sandals. The groom cried throughout the ceremony and the bride kept wiping his tears away. This was already a family. He was not the birth father, but he already was the father. Nice nice family.
And that is it for weddings for the last two weeks. In a couple of hours I will leave to go to the Marriage Factory. Keep your fingers crossed that business picks up.